Cao Lu looked at the huge stone door more than ten meters high and called out the flashlight. He saw a statue of a strange giant beast on each side. The giant beast was covered with a lion head and a tiger body, flying in the clouds and fog, and was extremely majestic.

"That is Chi pattern, a legendary divine beast that has the effect of warding off evil spirits." Wang Tianci explained lightly.

"Don't Evil?" Cao Lu was stunned, "The King Gou himself is dead, so why are you still warding off evil?"

"The hundred people behind you must have had countless unjust souls after death. This Chi pattern was the one that suppressed them."

When Cao Lu heard this, he shuddered suddenly: "We are in the same room with them now...Aren't those unjust souls now in this tomb?!"

"I don't know." Wang Tianci gave Cao Lu a straightforward answer.

Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya came to the burial pit. Seeing the white bones everywhere underneath, buried by blood-red soil, Zhuang Xiaoya felt frightened, as if she could see the terrifying scene when these innocent people were buried.

"The 100-member pit is quite kind," Miao Dabao, who was held by Zhuang Xiaoya, sighed. "The slave owners of the Shang Dynasty buried 300 people; Qin Mugong of Qin State buried 177 people, and these people still maintained various kneeling postures before their death. Needless to say, it is said that thousands of people were buried sacrificially."

"It's better to be a peaceful era." Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but say.

Yan Ning nodded, held the flashlight in his mouth, grabbed Ming Po in his hand, jumped out of the pit of hundreds of people, and grabbed a smear of red clay. The smell of blood suddenly came to his nose, and these were dyed red by blood.

"What is this?" Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly felt something behind her was pressing against her shoulders. When she looked back, she was shocked.

Behind her was a human bone arm. The arm was covered with white bones and was embedded on the stone wall. There were sticks at the root. There was a wick made of hemp rope in the pale palm.

Zhuang Xiaoya calmed down and looked carefully. She saw a small hole in the bone at the base of the wick, which was filled with black oil, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Is this also Fire Dragon Oil?" Zhuang Xiaoya said carefully.

Miao Dabao shook his head: "Don't worry, this is mermaid oil. The legendary ointment extracted from the body of the black-scale mermaid can burn for several months with just one drop. It is a common material for making eternal lamps in the ancient tomb."

"What is the black-scale mermaid?" Zhuang Xiaoya said curiously.

"It's the mermaid you talk about. However, although the black-scale mermaids are beautiful and handsome, they do not love peace as they do in your fairy tales. Legend has it that they live under an island formed by dead corals in the sea. They are sexually lustful and bloodthirsty, and often seduce passers-by merchant ships to moor, kill them after walking, and eat them to the point of not even leaving their bones."

Zhuang Xiaoya said in surprise: "So terrible?"

"Anyway, I have never seen a black scale mermaid, and I don't know if it is true, but the mermaid oil is absolutely true. You can ignite it and try it." Miao Dabao said.

Zhuang Xiaoya took out the fire slit and lit the wick on the bone's arm. Sure enough, the mermaid ignited with a little oil. The fire was strong, illuminating a large area around.

"Huh?" After lit the eternal light, Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly found that the entire tomb had suddenly become bright. Yan Ning was also startled. When he looked left and right, there was a human bone artifact eternal light every five meters on the stone wall of the entire tomb. Zhuang Xiaoya just lit one of them, and the other eternal lights actually started to burn one after another!

Miao Dabao sighed: "All eternal lights are connected, and the mermaid oil pipeline runs through the entire stone wall, just like the circuit of an electric lamp!"

Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but murmured: "What a huge project this is!"

"The price is the people under my feet." Yan Ning sighed, and looked down at the fire. There were countless corpses in the pit. Strangely, the heads of these corpses disappeared.

These people who were buried with death should have been beheaded and blood-lost. They don’t know where their heads were placed by the tomb owner. It is said that if a person is beheaded and died, his head cannot be found, and his soul will never be reincarnated. This is also a kind of death without any recession.

Yan Ning didn't find anything in the pit of hundreds of people. He found signs of fire in the pit. Most of the tomb owners set fire to burn their bodies after killing these people who were buried alive.

He was about to climb up when he suddenly saw a white shadow at the corner of his eyes. He was shocked and looked closely and turned out to be a white rabbit!

This ancient tomb has been closed for thousands of years. Where did this white rabbit come from?

An old saying emerged from Yan Ning's mind: "Thousands of years of black, thousands of years of white!"

This is a sentence that Miao Dabao often said before. The "white" refers to white skin, also known as Xian skin. It is said to be a kind of jade with blessings. When you see the white rabbit incarnated, you will have good luck. If you follow the white rabbit, you will definitely find the treasure!

Yan Ning stopped without hesitation and chased the white rabbit with Ming Po.

The white rabbit was extremely quick to move. In the blink of an eye, he ran to the middle of the crowd pit, jumped into a pit and disappeared. After Yan Ning caught up, he could no longer find the white rabbit, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

I saw a book made of gold wire in the red pit, with four big words "Lu Ban's Secret Art" written on it!

"It turned out to be Lu Ban's secret technique!" Yan Ning couldn't help but exclaim and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up, but his hand touched the book. A white bone suddenly stretched out from the pit and pressed tightly on Yan Ning's wrist!

"Be careful!" Zhuang Xiaoya, who was standing in the trap of a crowd, found the incident and shouted quickly.

Wang Tianci and Cao Lu's faces changed and they hurriedly ran over. When they saw Yan Ning trapped in it, they immediately frowned.

Yan Ning was startled and it was too late to let go. The white bones tightly clasped Yan Ning's wrists, as firm as an iron lock. No matter how Yan Ning broke free, it would be useless!

"What the hell is this?" Yan Ning said in surprise.

Miao Dabao shouted: "That's the bones' life-seeking! Yan Ning, have you taken someone else's stuff? Go back quickly and apologize again!"

Yan Ning glanced at the Lu Ban secret technique in his hand, and felt that his life was more important, so he quickly let go and said, "I am not offending me. I have returned the secret technique. Please let go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bone arm let go. Yan Ning hurriedly retracted his arm and looked closely. A handprint had been tucked out on his wrist. You can imagine how terrible the strength of the bone arm was just now.

"Come up quickly!" Zhuang Xiaoya stretched out her hand to Yan Ning.
Chapter completed!