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Chapter 213 The End of the Ancient Tomb

"This is called tribute salt. It is actually the fine sea salt that was presented to the imperial court in ancient Guangdong! As we all know, ordinary sea salt cannot be eaten directly, but tribute salt is different. It is the result of three steaming and three drying of seawater through a special process.

"A ton of seawater can only extract a small handful of tribute salt, and the extracted particles are as white as jade. This kind of salt is delicious in cooking, and it is also a sharp weapon for the gold captain to deal with water rice dumplings." Zhang Sanpao explained.

When I heard this, I asked: "Then you mean to say that these giants are water rice dumplings?"

"No, no, no." Zhang Sanpao picked up a handful of salt with his fingers and sprinkled it around us to prevent those corpse bugs from swarming over again.

"The one who pulled you into the water just now was the Zongzi, these giants are not..."

"Then why are these giants afraid of the tribute salt in your hand?" I asked.

"To be precise, it's not that the giants are afraid of tribute salt, but that the corpse insects in their bodies are afraid of tribute salt." Zhang Sanpao patiently explained to us.

"So, you didn't run away just now, but you went back to find tribute salt?"

I immediately understood what was going on. At the same time, I rolled my eyes at the fat man and blamed the fat man for wrongly blaming a good person.

"That's right, I did go to get the backpack I dropped earlier. All the tribute salt I brought is in that bag." Zhang Sanpao was not polite. He looked at the small hole that was about to be opened and said, "The tribute salt is not only

Being able to kill these corpse bugs is the natural nemesis of water rice dumplings. At that time, I had already discovered something was wrong in the tomb passage, so I ran back desperately to look for my backpack. Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise the water rice dumplings would have at least been taken away.

one person."

"Damn, it's a good thing your tribute salt worked so well, otherwise Tinker Bell and I would have had to add water to the rice dumplings." The fat man stuck out his tongue.

I saw that although Zhang Sanpao explained how Haiyan dealt with water rice dumplings and corpse insects, he did not explain clearly how he found the exit hidden behind this half-crouching giant figurine, so I asked what was going on?

Seeing that the entrance of the cave was ready for people to get in, Zhang Sanpao signaled that he would tell me later, and then said hello to Grandpa, Uncle Ming, and Wang Yuanchao outside, asking everyone to be ready to enter the cave. At the critical moment, I was still able to distinguish

Those who know their priorities know that although Zhang Sanpao has mastered the method of dealing with corpse insects and water rice dumplings, he does not carry much tribute salt. Facing a huge number of corpse insects, he may not be able to survive for too long.

The fat man and I took the lead and got in first. Grandpa, Uncle Ming, and Wang Yuanchao filed in behind.

After Zhang Sanpao finally got in, Fatty and I each had an engineering shovel, and quickly sealed the hole with soil. It wasn't until we confirmed that the corpse bugs couldn't get in, that we turned back to take a rest, only to find that

The world in the cave has completely changed!

To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered such a tomb.

There are not many large tombs that I have visited before. Li Si's Warring States Tomb is one of them. Although it is large in scale, it was still built on a geomantic treasure land and is limited by the thinking of normal people.

But the current Tomb of Dayu does not look like an ancient tomb from beginning to end. It has no concept of Feng Shui at all, not a decent tomb chamber, and not a single priceless burial object.

And there are deep water and caves everywhere, giving people the feeling of a large sandbox buried underground.

There are many small holes intertwined vertically and horizontally on the sand table, and we are the ants drilling holes.

Although the science and technology of the ancient people were underdeveloped and the construction level was very poor, is this too poor? Could it be that Dayu spent all his energy and used countless monsters, giant sheep-headed doors, and traps to protect only a few broken bricks?

watt?

And I really didn’t expect that the scene I would see at the end would be like this.

What comes into view is not a tomb belonging to an emperor at all, but more like a dark cave under the Yellow River. The cave is full of jagged rocks, and at the twists and turns, there will be gurgling groundwater falling from high places and flowing into the dragon vein of the Yellow River.

, forming a strange waterfall.

In this huge cave, there are no decorations or funerary objects at all. It is obviously an empty burial.

Grandpa, Uncle Ming, Wang Yuanchao and others who walked in one after another were a little surprised when they saw the scene in front of them. It seemed that they did not expect that the result would be like this.

The Tomb of Dayu, which originally had tomb passages, inscriptions, and even countless monster rice dumplings guarding it, turned out to be just a natural cave at the end.

"This... why is his grandma's just a waterfall?" The fat man looked at me and Zhang Sanpao in shock, and then slapped himself twice regretfully: "Fuck! If I had known this, I should have done it at that time.

The stone tablet with the Xia Shu carved on it was moved away. Now it’s fine. I haven’t found the secret, and I haven’t even touched a decent treasure. I won’t make people laugh when I go back!”

I took a deep breath and asked Zhang Sanpao: "Are we going in the wrong direction?"

"No, you're right." What surprised me was that Zhang Sanpao didn't show any entanglement. Instead, he looked at the plants and trees in front of him calmly and said confidently: "This should be the place.

At the end of this tomb, the secrets everyone is looking for may be here."

"You think we are blind. There is not even a coffin here. Where can we find the treasure?" The fat man cursed and said, "I see, the thirty-two words Yu Wen do not refer to this place at all. We have all been fooled.

So many lives were involved, hey, I took a one-month trip to the underworld, and it was all at my own expense."

"Yes, we were fooled. This matter was a scam from beginning to end. This is not Dayu's tomb at all." Zhang Sanpao said.

"Isn't it the Tomb of Dayu?"

I was almost shocked by the truth that Zhang Sanpao blurted out. Although the empty tomb was the best proof, I still couldn't believe it.

The ancient tomb that took us so long to enter was not the tomb of Dayu.

"Why do you say this was a scam from beginning to end?" I looked directly at Zhang Sanpao with disbelief. If this was a scam from the beginning, when did it start to go wrong? Wrong

Where? And who introduced us here?

Seeing that everyone's faces were ashen, Zhang Sanpao finally sighed slightly and said: "Alas, we were all misled by Ma Rulong and that Yu Wen..."

I nodded. Zhang Sanpao was right. The first person to mislead us was Ma Rulong. It was he who translated the thirty-two characters of Yuwen.

It should have been wrong from the moment I met Ma Rulong.

"Now there are two possibilities. The first one is that the thirty-two-character Yu text was all translated incorrectly, and we fell into a trap and entered an empty tomb full of murderous intentions laid by Yu during his lifetime. The second one is,
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