"Everyone, come to my side."

Mr. Huang greeted everyone, and then took out gas masks one by one from his backpack.

"This ancient tomb has existed for at least several hundred years. The air inside may contain highly toxic substances. Everyone should wear masks to be prepared."

Xu Dong and others naturally cooperated and immediately put on their masks.

"Mr. Huang, I have seen some tomb robbers, but they were not as well prepared as you. They just went in with a torch."

Miao Xuanlu seemed to be in a good mood, and she did not forget to tease, "You are a bit timid!"

"shit!"

Huang Lao sneered and said, "Everything you take care of is responsible for your own life."

"Don't say this is the tomb of King Nan Miao. Even if it is an ordinary small tomb, we must not take it lightly, because no one can guarantee that it will not capsize in a lifetime."

With that said, he took out the strong flashlight again and stepped into the stone door.

And everyone followed suit, and after walking a few steps they realized that this seemed to be a side hall.

The space is not small, and it is Tongba Dao. There are several passages, and the other end may be connected to other secret rooms.

"Everyone, come and see!"

Suddenly, a female student exclaimed.

Everyone looked over and saw a shelf on the side filled with all kinds of books.

The books look a little mottled, showing signs of age, and there are a lot of mold spots on them, but the quality is basically intact.

"This should be the collection of the Southern Miao King." Huang Lao marveled repeatedly, "He is a mythical figure in Miao territory, and the things he collects must be valuable."

"In addition, judging from the distribution of tombs, this should be a side hall."

"Based on my many years of experience in tomb robbing, those real treasures from the past must be hidden in the main hall, or maybe even in the coffin of the tomb owner."

"Everyone, don't be anxious. Let's search slowly."

> "Okay!"

Everyone was very excited and then walked to other passages together.

In about the past ten minutes, Xu Dong saw at least five side halls, many books, weapons and even some daily utensils.

As we walked, another stone door appeared in front of us.

This stone door is even more majestic and unusual than the previous one, and it is thrilling just to look at it.

"If I guessed correctly, the main hall should be at the back."

"Everyone, step back and let Xu Dong come."

Mr. Huang explained the matter solemnly, then lit a candle and placed it in front of the gap in the stone door.

Xu Dong didn't hesitate, put his palms on the door, and slowly exerted force.

The same situation as before was repeated seven or eight times. After ten minutes, the stone door was finally successfully opened.

Everyone couldn't wait to step forward. After seeing the scene inside, they couldn't help but open their jaws in shock, and their eyes were filled with incredible looks.

This is an extremely huge space, with many luminous pearls inlaid on the surrounding dark stone walls, emitting a misty luster in the dark night.

A magnificent main hall is located in the center of the space.

It is surrounded by passages paved with white marble bricks. Looking from a distance, it looks like a white snake, extremely majestic.

"My God, this is the palace of an emperor."

Even Mr. Huang, who has traveled all over the world over the years and seen many great things in the world, could not help but feel shocked at this moment and said to himself.

Then, he suddenly frowned, as if he saw something, took a strong flashlight, and moved towards the stone wall.

"Look at this relief!"

Xu Dong and others also

After coming back to his senses, he followed Mr. Huang and looked forward.

It can be seen that there are many patterns painted on the stone wall, which seem to express something.

Xu Dong looked at the first painting, which was a child playing in the mountains and then picked up a box.

In the second painting, children grow up to be adults, sitting cross-legged on a stone, breathing in and out, just like practicing cultivation.

In the third painting, a man with long hair punched a mountain, and countless stones rolled down.

"This is……"

He seemed to notice something and his heart moved.

"If I read it correctly, this should be the life of King Nan Miao."

Mr. Huang was standing next to him, watching attentively, and said in a deep voice, "It is said that he comes from an ordinary family, and it was because of the great opportunity that he became the king of Miao territory."

"And the box in this first painting should be the so-called opportunity."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but have a flash of heat in their eyes.

Just by looking at the achievements of King Nan Miao, you can see how great this opportunity is. It is simply astounding!

"Look at the back of the mural. After practicing, King Nan Miao was able to break rocks with one punch and even control flames. He is just like a god!"

One of the apprentices suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone also looked over, their faces filled with astonishment, and an unbelievable light flashed in their eyes.

You must know that Miao Xuanlu and Fan Miaozhen are both martial arts masters and can be said to be well-informed, but the things recorded on this mural still make them feel dazzled.

Xu Dong was a little better. Although he had lost all his memories, subconsciously, he seemed to have seen a scene more terrifying than this, so he quickly gathered his thoughts and came back to his senses.

"Everyone should look around!"

"well."

Everyone also

After coming back to his senses, he walked forward with burning eyes.

After a while, they followed the white marble road and arrived in front of the main hall.

There are many patterns engraved on the doorposts, which look a bit obscure, but at the deepest point, there is a coffin.

What is surprising is that the coffin is actually golden, not the golden color of rich people, but the color of an emperor, which makes people feel a domineering aura.

"Could this be the coffin of King Nan Miao?"

"Good guy, isn't it made of pure gold?"

"It's not like pure gold. As far as I know, King Nan Miao didn't seem to be such a luxurious person during his lifetime."

Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but started talking in low voices.

Huang Lao said nothing, lit a candle and placed it on the coffin.

"hiss……"

"Master, look, the color of this candle flame has changed!"

"Oh my God, what's going on? I've never encountered such a situation before!"

A series of exclamations suddenly sounded, and several of Huang Lao's disciples were frightened and ran to Xu Dong in a panic, as if this was the only way to give them a sense of security.

Xu Dong also frowned slightly and stared at the past, only to see that the originally yellow candle flame had indeed turned green.

"How can you behave in such a panic?!"

Mr. Huang snorted coldly, patted each disciple on the head, and then explained leisurely, "The color of the candlelight changes only because there are other components in the air. It is not as mysterious as you think."

"The green candlelight and the appearance of zombies are all fake and made up."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, zombies do exist, but they are not called zombies, but walking corpses. They are powerful and have no pain."
Chapter completed!