Uncle Er twisted the flashlight, and when the light shone in, you could see a thin mist floating on the edge of the cave.

Junzi used a steel knife to cut off some aerial roots that blocked the entrance, so he used the rope to find a place to fix it.

Hu Shanshan also stretched out her head and looked at it, and saw a vertical vertical cave in front of her, a bit similar to the previous dry well, black and dark.

She was a little timid and looked at her second uncle rolling in his throat and asked, "Can we really go in here? Why do we look so terrible!"

Zhang Shuishu, who was standing beside him, said with a bitter face: "Da Shanshan, this is a grave below. How can you not be creepy when you are waiting for death?"

The rope brought by the second uncle is said to be from Hengdian. The props used for filming look thin and soft, but very strong.

While helping Junzi fix the rope, Cai Sheng turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, this can be considered an ancient tomb site at most, and there is nothing to be scary."

Cai Sheng knotted a rope and was sure that everything was foolproof. He shook his arm and asked, "When it's done, which comrade leads the way?"

Hu Shanshan thought to herself, no matter how much she is, she is not the one who takes the lead, so she took a step back.

The second uncle glanced at her and looked at Hu Che.

Hu Che seemed to have been electrocuted, and his heart crunched: "Oh my god, it's me, right?"

"Why can't it be you? Hurry up!"

Hu Shanshan pushed him, and said, taking the safety rope and tied it to him.

Hu Che was one hundred and reluctant to do so, hugged the big tree beside him and complained: "What a big joke? What if there is a fox's eyes below that are also a sperm-like fox's eyes? And... and my shoulders are wide. What if the cave below becomes narrower and stuck?"

"What's your excuse!" Hu Shanshan glanced impatiently and smiled comfortably: "Old Hu, I think you are not brave when you are in the tomb of the actor. As a soldier, you have the obligation and responsibility to sacrifice yourself to the danger hero to die... As for what you said, your shoulders are wide? Don't worry about this. If you really can't get out later, we will kick you in."

Hu Che was at a loss and it was hard to believe that this would fall on him and hug the tree even tighter.

"Don't tell me this. I remember that my grandfather was swallowed by the swamp when he was crossing the grasslands for thousands of miles. Although I admire and admire him and are proud of him, I never thought of following his steps one day."

Hu Shanshan said oh, "Wow! I didn't expect you to be a descendant of a martyr. You should have a spirit of dedication and pass on the spirit of the Long March..."

Maybe he disliked Hu Shanshan and Hu Che for being too fussy. Just as the two of them were holding big trees and pulling them hard, Junzi, who had a rope, suddenly turned over and jumped into the cave in a neat shape.

Everyone was busy around, pulling the rope, and looking at Junzi nervously.

But the passage was too deep, and soon Junzi lost his body, and there was no black hole to see anything, only the rope in his hand was pulled straight.

After a long time, the rope in his hand suddenly loosened a little, and the intercom made a squeaking static sound.

The second uncle quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, adjusted the volume and frequency, and then heard Junzi's heavy voice saying: "Boss, there is no danger below, you can get down."

The second uncle responded, but he still asked the environment below carefully and asked if he had seen anything.

The intercom was silent for a while and said, "There is a corridor with blue bricks on both sides. The corridor goes east and west, and it is endless to the west, very deep. There is a stone tablet with dense words written on it, not Chinese characters, and I can't understand it. I just measured the air, except for the heavy humidity, and there was no problem."

The second uncle frowned and thought for a while. He was holding the intercom and was about to speak, Junzi suddenly said, "I'm now on the back of the stele. This is dead here, there is no passage, but there is a very strange painting on the stele."

“What is it drawn?”

"A deer was drawn, with long antlers, as lush as branches, and a pair of phoenixes fell on it."
Chapter completed!