The atmosphere was also stalemate for a while, Qin Mu wanted to see the wolf bèi of those people, as soon as he entered the door, he looked around, found a place that was not damp, sat cross-legged, and everyone who followed him was like this, if Qin Mu set up a table in front of him and put some fruit and melon seeds or something, it would be a lively image of watching the show.

The young man in white looked at Qin Mu's leisurely appearance, his teeth itched with hatred, but he couldn't say anything, the previous goatee had completely offended Qin Mu.

Looking at the sad faces of the few people who came over before, Qin Mu smiled slightly, and began to look at the surrounding environment very happily.

It's a very open space, but the surrounding details are not as smooth as in the hallway.

The ceiling and walls are pitted, and there are even obvious traces of artificial excavation, which are very crudely handled.

On the walls, there are small braziers every few meters, and the whole square is lit up by raging fires.

The principle of this brazier should be similar to that of the ever-bright lamp, but the ever-bright lamp should last longer in time, and the brazier should also be filled with lamp oil or something similar, because Qin Mu was not the first to arrive here, some things are not very well understood, and it is normal.

But there were not many braziers, there were ten on both walls, and behind them was a dark cave, and the corridor was the same, and the place illuminated by the lantern was only half of the whole cave.

This is Qin Mu's guess, maybe to the back of the cave, it is not what Qin Mu imagined.

Such a tomb, Qin Mu is the first time to come back. The previous corridor had a tendency to subvert Qin Mu's cognition, the kind of corridor that could keep living creatures out, even with modern science and technology, it might not be able to get out, not to mention the ancient slash-and-burn cultivation that was unclothed?

Could it be that God really exists?

As soon as this thought appeared in Qin Mu's head, he automatically ruled it out, just kidding, how could it be.

In this era of rampant heroism, even celebrities will not be loved too much, and in one or two years, two or three years, people's worship and beliefs will change. Now the beliefs are getting thinner and thinner, more and more concrete, and finally they are so specific that they can only be measured by a few Grandpa Mao. God, such an ethereal and unattainable existence, is more and more forgotten by more and more people, all the stars, all the heroes, everyone in their own minds, is the only God.

This tomb is full of weirdness, that corridor, the vast majority of the living people are blocked out of the door, anyone who comes in through the tomb door will not end well, that's why, this tomb has been stored for so long, but few people steal any scarce treasures from it, that is, the only surviving Qiu Lao Liu's father, under the control of Chonghua, can die.

Qiu Laoliu, who was called Captain Jin on the rivers and lakes, had never seen such a formation, manipulating Fu Ya to fly high and low non-stop, but he didn't dare to fly far, just hovering in the entrance.

And the situation in the entire main square looked a little weird, no wonder Qiu Lao Liu was only willing to hover around Qin Mu, for fear of any accidents.

The whole square is like the large tomb pit of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shi Huang, several, or dozens, upright people, standing in one place, but what separates them is not the clods of soil like the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, but a huge pit, these pits are relatively deep, and the brazier cannot be irradiated, so it is impossible to see the whole picture, but Qin Mu can see one or two with his night vision, which seems to be some kind of bone.

I hope it's not human bones, Qin Mu couldn't help but think in his heart.

And everyone who stood up was not a terracotta warrior at all, in Qin Mu's eyes from afar, they were people.

It's just that in such a dead tomb without any living creatures, they are all dead bodies.

The expressions of each of the dead corpses were blank, staring at the comers, and suddenly, it seemed that they were all laughing hideously.

The closest to Qin Mu was a little girl who didn't look very old, wearing a small dress of unclear color, with half-long hair, ** feet, and a shabby doll in her hand.

Because the terrain of the entire "square" was lower than the periphery, the little girl's calves were hidden in the dark, even if Qin Mu's night vision was good, he couldn't see what the girl was carrying in her hand.

In that haze, the night vision seemed to feel that these little feet were very familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere, but Qin Mu had seen a lot of strange lights in his dreams on weekdays, and he had probably seen similar ones in his dreams, or on TV.

After Qin Mu looked at this qiē, he looked at the few who came first, the owner of Yun Zhuang looked very impatient, his cheeks were red, and he was wiping his sweat vigorously, and large drops of sweat slid down his forehead, I don't know if it was because of impatience or fear.

Even the little maid next to him wanted to reach out to help him wipe his sweat, but he let him brush it away with one hand, looking at it like this, it seemed that the fear component was a little higher.

The goatee lay weakly behind his new favorite, roaring excitedly from time to time, although Qin Mu heard it, he didn't understand what it meant at all.

"What the hell! This kind of thing! I never thought there was a turning back! This thing is a fierce ...... It doesn't mean that there is no solution! "On the goatee's side, the three of them were arguing.

Qin Mu's eyes looked over, the fat man secretly looked at him, and there was a flash of banter in his eyes, Qin Mu was a monk who was the second in law, and he didn't understand what the fat man's smile meant.

The young man in white stood aside, feeling more like a passerby watching the play than the group of people watching the play on Qin Mu's side, and from time to time he said a word to the trio, and the voice of the three of them was a little smaller, and he secretly looked at Qin Mu's side.

When Qin Mu was looking, he heard a voice from around him: "Qin Mu, this thing is not good." It was Black Pearl who spoke, frowning and looking bored.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, looking comfortable: "Why, there are still ghosts in the world that Comrade Black Pearl can't settle?" ”

Black Pearl was amused by Qin Mu's tone, and her brows stretched a lot, but she was still worried: "Don't make fun of me, I have a few catties and taels, don't I know it myself?" But Qin Mu, it's not that there is no solution to this thing, but even if it is solved, it will be very troublesome. ”

Black Pearl's tone was solemn, and his expression was also stern, so that Qin Mu had to follow seriously, and said with some wondering: "What's going on?" ”

"You've probably heard that there are three kinds of corpses that can't be touched when people die in water, right?" Black Pearl didn't answer directly, but asked Qin Mu an irrelevant question.

"I've heard a little." Qin Mu frowned and thought for a long time before he said it with certainty.

The three types of corpses that cannot be touched are a kind of occupation in the psychic world that specializes in fishing for corpses, and the so-called three non-fishing refers to these three.

At this time, the three corpses can no longer be called corpses, he is a powerful ghost, and he is a powerful ghost with his own body. One