I took a breath of cold air. The place where the bullet hit was where I just showed up.

Immediately afterwards, Old Master Huang's voice came from outside: "Who asked you to shoot, angered the mandrill, everyone will die here!"

After his angry shout disappeared, another woman said in a voice: "Enter the underground palace!"

Afterwards, a long list of rapid footsteps came from the bronze door.

After the footsteps were far away from us, the master breathed a sigh of relief and said to Huang Changsheng: "Call Yulian back, and we will also go in after a while."

Without saying a word, Huang Changsheng immediately walked to the depths of the cave.

My master then looked at Liu Shangang helplessly: "You kid, you have caused trouble."

Liu Shangang scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly: "I ate a little too much sweet potato at noon."

After writing this, I remembered that I seemed to have roasted sweet potatoes at noon that day, and Liu Shangang has been very good at this since he was a child.

A moment later, Huang Changsheng came back with Huang Yulian. At this time, Huang Yulian was covered with a lot of soil, and she was holding a shovel with a strange shape in her hand.

My master asked her: "How is it? Can you open the path?"

Huang Yulian shook her head helplessly: "No, the cemetery of the underground palace is six meters thick obsidian. Without special tools, it is impossible to make a hole."

Only then did I realize that Huang Yulian was not with us before, but she turned out to be a thief hole.

The master nodded and said to Huang Changrong again: "Explore how far those people have gone."

Huang Changrong whipped the long whip and hung a small tree growing on the edge of the cave entrance, then jumped out of the cave entrance and hung his body upside down on the copper door.

He looked into the door for a moment, then made another skillful force turn into the hole again, and said to my master: "It seems that there are partitions in the underground palace, and now they can no longer be seen."

"Let's go in too!" The master said, picking up the rope that Huang Yulian had placed at the entrance of the hole and slid down along the edge of the copper door.

We followed closely behind the copper door, and Huang Yulian took out a few diode-like things from her backpack and distributed them to everyone.

The tube is about one foot long and the thickness of two fingers. I turned the knob at the bottom of the tube, and the tube stood up and lit up a faint blue light.

I couldn't help but be curious and asked the master: "What is this thing for?"

While unscrewing the knob, the master said to me: "The light range of the flashlight is too far, and it is easy to be discovered by the people in front of me. Although the light of this cold light is not bright, it is enough to shine the way. The people in the Huang family are still experienced enough and prepared these things early in the morning."

While the master was speaking, Huang Changsheng had already walked into the gate of the underground palace with the lamp tube.

After he entered, he kept rotating the knob of the base of the lamp tube. I saw that the light emitted from the lamp surface became more and more dispersed and softer. Until the light could cover a large area, in addition to the condensing light on the wick that was easily recognized by the naked eye, the faint light radiating outside the lamp tube was easily ignored.

I looked at Huang Changsheng very hard and found that his whole body looked like he was shrouded in a thin layer of light blue mist.

After Huang Changsheng entered the underground palace, Huang Yulian and Huang Changrong also went in together, twisting the knob at the end of the lamp tube to make the light thin and ethereal.

The rest also followed suit, and when everyone gathered at the entrance of the dark underground palace, seven lights mixed together to illuminate the ground paved with stone slabs.

Huang Changsheng turned his head and waved to the person behind him, and then walked towards the depths of the underground palace. I saw him walking while taking out the Feng Shui compass from his backpack.

Not long after we walked, the old man's "reciting spells" came from the depths of the empty underground palace. After a while, there was another sound of large pieces of gear sliding. Because the sound of the sound in the underground palace was very effective, the sound became particularly clear.

It was only this time that I heard it clearly. It seemed that countless gears were rotating at the same time, the sound was light and heavy, slow and fast, and there were some very trivial sounds, as if some kind of metal plate was slight shock.

Although I don’t know much about mechanical structure, through this sound, I can probably guess that there is a very short and complex mechanical structure in the gate of the underground palace.

You should know that this underground palace was built during the Guangxu period. In that era, the machinery manufacturing industry in the Qing Dynasty seemed to be very backward.

Huang Changsheng had already identified the direction of the sound at this time. He waved to the person behind him while changing the direction of his progress.

Even if all the lights in the cold light gather together, they can only illuminate a small area around us. In this huge, hollow and very dark environment, Huang Changsheng seemed to be the only person who could recognize the direction. He never looked up at the road when he walked, and kept staring at the Feng Shui compass in his hand.

After a while, the sound of the copper door opening came from where the gear sound just now. Once the rusty door panel has been corroded for many years, a very harsh noise will be made on the position of the door shaft.

And I can hear that the sound is very close to us.

Huang Changsheng raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop.

We waited quietly for a while, and the footsteps of mercenaries came from ahead. Huang Changsheng waved his hand to everyone before we continued to move forward.

Because the old man would hold them back for a while every time the mercenaries opened the door, we could easily catch up with them.

But no matter what, Old Master Huang is still in their hands. If we follow up rashly, Old Master might be in danger.

Because of this, Huang Changsheng deliberately slowed down. After about ten minutes, we turned into a fork in the road. After passing through this fork, the space suddenly became narrow. There was an open copper door in front of us. Under the approximate number of the space, this door was far less than the magnificent at the entrance of the underground palace, and it looked only more than three meters high and two meters wide.

Standing outside the copper door, we could vaguely see the lights with flashlights in front of us, but the lights disappeared in an instant. It seemed that there should be a fork in front of us.

Huang Changsheng was not in a hurry to move forward. He crawled on the ground, as if he was looking for something carefully.

When I saw him crawling on the ground, I would occasionally put his nose close to the ground and smell it.

When I was wondering, Huang Changsheng suddenly straightened his waist. He took out a plastic bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, and sprinkled some liquid that could not be seen clearly on the ground.

I saw some glittering words soon appeared on the ground: "Wait until the fifth door opens."

It seems that these words should be left by Mr. Huang, and Huang Changsheng obviously also knows that the old man will leave us some signals.

Huang Changsheng erased the words on the ground and brought the Feng Shui plate into the second copper door.

I heard from Master Huang that there were five monks in total, corresponding to the five gates in the underground palace. As we walked, we listened to the movements ahead. With the help of Master Huang, the mercenaries opened four bronze gates one after another, but after that, there was no movement.

We don’t know what the old man asked us to wait for the last door to open, but since he left such a signal, it means that the fifth door is likely to be different from the first four doors.

After entering the fourth door, we wiped out the cold light in our hands.

Shortly after we turned off the light, a light came from the front, which was a somewhat erratic yellow light, which seemed to be some kind of fire.

As the light lit up, I saw a low wall about two meters high not far from me in front of me. The light came from the other side of the wall.

On the wall is a square table made of bronze, with a dusty whisk and a stacked robe on it.

The master walked forward and gently brushed away the dust on the robe with his hand. He saw a dragon-shaped embroidery leaking into the air. The master was also surprised. He brushed away some of the dust on the robe until Long Xing's embroidery claws were exposed. The surprise on the master's face faded away and replaced it with a thoughtful expression.

Many people's eyes fell on the dragon robe, including Huang Changsheng and Huang Changrong. The two of them and my master, after seeing the dragon claws, their expressions on their faces became very strange.

But in this case, no one spoke.

Huang Changrong quietly sneaked to the other side of the low wall and looked at it, then came back quietly, waved to us, and signaled us to follow him.

After he took us around the low wall, he pointed to a stone pier not far away. The dozens of stone piers were connected into one. They looked like the bases of some kind of building brackets, and the height of each stone pier was about the same height as mine.

Huang Changrong signaled us to hide behind the stone pier, and then he suddenly dodged and rushed into a shadow not far from us.

I looked at Huang Changrong and saw a very wide stone pillar standing in front of him. The shadow was the projection left by the light shining on the stone pillar.

And between us and the shadow, there is a clearing ground directed by light. We are not as fast as Huang Changrong. If we rush into the shadow rashly, we will be easily discovered.

Huang Changrong shook his head at us at this time and signaled us not to go over.

Mr. Huang and the others can be said to be close to us at this time. When we hide behind the stone pier, we can hear him arguing with a mercenary.

I heard Mr. Huang shout, "I will use the golden monk to make a drum stick to hit the Yin-Yang drum, and the last door will appear."

I heard the mercenary respond, "Give me the Yin-Yang Drum, I'll open the door."

"Is it useful for you? Who can't beat the drum? But if you can't do the ritual, you can't open the door." Mr. Huang said: "It's already the last door. Can you still trust me?"

The mercenary was silent for a while and said, "Tell me the method of doing the rituals. I will do the rituals, and I will also beat the drums."
Chapter completed!