After the little golden squirrel pointed out the direction, it returned to curl up on Lang Shiqi's shoulder.

The group rested for only about a quarter of an hour before continuing on the road.

This time, Luo Benzi did not let his subordinates walk in front. Instead, he walked in the forefront, accompanied by two people, cautiously every step.

Although he brought these people in at the beginning, he had more or less the idea of ​​using these people to explore the way, to be behind him, or even to step in, but the situation now is different after all.

On the other side of the partnership, every one of the three people was missing, and most of the casualties on his side were casualties. If the people under his command lost their lives in vain, even if the treasure was found, the things that followed might not be safe.

Moreover, the organization here has changed, and the way in and the way back will be different. When the time comes, these subordinates will have other uses.

In the ancient passage, the lighting tools carried by the men illuminated a small area as bright as day. The light shone into the deep and dark distance ahead. As the footsteps went by, more stone bricks shone one by one under the light.

Exposed below.

After walking for about ten minutes, a stone room seemed to appear in front of them, and everyone slowed down at the same time.

After so many experiences, everyone has understood that the mechanisms in the passages are not the most terrifying thing. There are often strange creatures, unknown spells and ancient utensils in the stone chambers.

The people around Luo Bense folded the fluorescent sticks, and when the light was the strongest, they threw it into the stone room in front.

Several people took turns passing the throws, and a total of ten fluorescent sticks were thrown in, so that the scene in the stone chamber could be seen clearly, and Luo Bense took a few steps forward slightly.

There was a slight sound of wind behind him, and he heard that it was the little squirrel jumping over. He dodged slightly to the side, and raised the ancient sword in the sheath to that position.

The little golden squirrel nimbly jumped on the scabbard and rushed into the stone room first.

The passage here is quite wide to begin with, and the crowd does not dare to touch the walls directly, leaving a little distance at the edge.

Just as the little golden squirrel jumped in, Lang Shiqi, who was in the back half of the crowd, flashed lightly and came to Luo Bense from the narrow gap on the side.

Luo Bense glanced at him, vaguely feeling that his body suddenly became a little narrower just now, and when he came to his side, it returned to normal.

The two strongest people in the team were at the front, and the crowd followed them into the stone room one after another.

This stone chamber has a rather special shape. It is not the square and four-cornered shape they had seen before, but is divided into eight walls.

There are ditches on the open ground, flowing with blue liquid, dividing the entire stone chamber floor into eight equal and similar patterns.

At every corner of the ditch and on the enclosed stone platform, there is a valuable antique treasure.

There are gold, jade, and coral, as well as incense burners, ancient mirrors, and emerald walls. Even an inexperienced person can guess the preciousness and ingenuity of these things at a glance.

In the center of the stone chamber, there is a lonely black stone tablet.

One of Luo Bense's men breathed a little heavier and made a surprised sound, as if he had discovered something.

Compared with the ancient buildings they had visited before, this underground palace had almost no soil insect stains, water seepage cobwebs, and even the dust accumulated on those ancient objects was not very thick.

It is conceivable that there may be extremely sophisticated ventilation facilities all year round, allowing the airflow to circulate here along with some unknown things.

But after all, it is an underground palace that has existed for thousands of years, and it has a very old atmosphere. The smell that seems to come from the mold of the wall and floor tiles itself has been lingering around everyone.

After breaking through several battles and losing their gas masks, they have been enduring this vague smell that they cannot ignore.

However, after walking into this stone room, the musty smell quickly faded away and was replaced by an extremely fresh and pleasant air, which refreshed the mind and spirit after just one breath.

The little golden squirrel was also very lively here, crossing ditches and going back and forth on the stone platform. Suddenly, it picked up a ball about the same size as itself in its two front paws, jumped hard, and was caught by Lang Shiqi.

Luo Bense looked sideways, and his eyes couldn't help but stagnate.

If he saw it correctly, the ball should be a hollow and exquisite set of balls carved from rhinoceros horn.

This kind of treasure needs to be carved from a whole piece of material, relying solely on the craftsman's skills. After carving out complex patterns on the outside, the inner part is carved into layers of spheres.

The outer shell must not be damaged, and the inner ball must be round, swaying, and have clear layers to be considered qualified.

Luo Bense remembered that he had seen an exquisite ivory ball from the 18th century in a museum. It was far less exquisite than the one in front of him, but it was already a treasure.

He held the scabbard with his left index finger and couldn't help but move it. He suppressed it and said with a smile: "This little thing seems to be lively for the first time since he entered the underground palace. He seems to be like his master. He knows this place."

The treasure is particularly rare and discerning.”

"No!"

Lang Qi held the little squirrel, looked around and said, "It's not because the baby is excited, but because the environment here relaxes it."

The treasure-hunting rat, which seeks good fortune and avoids harm, has been tense every moment since entering the underground palace, but this place makes it feel extremely safe.

Lang Shiqi walked a few steps forward, crossed the ditch between the stone chambers, and made a half circle, staring at the stone tablet in the center.

On the stone tablet, there are four ancient characters engraved on the front and back. When combined, they read, "If you see Feng Shui, you can turn back."

Luo Bense also saw these words and asked in a low voice: "So, this may be the most auspicious place in the entire underground palace, that is... the real place where the bearded guest hides his treasure?"

Lang Shiqi said: "Maybe..."

"stop!"

Luo Bense suddenly pointed his halberd and shouted, "Put the things down."

The strong man he pointed at was one of Lang Shiqi's two men. He was holding an exquisite small rosewood-colored incense burner in his hand and was about to stuff it into his half-opened backpack.

Luo Bense shouted, his men moved one after another, all the lights fell on the strong man, and the atmosphere in the stone room became tense.

The strong man froze and looked towards Lang Shiqi.

"Boss Luo, what do you mean?"

"Don't misunderstand, don't be nervous."

Luo Bense shook his hand, his eyes sharp, never leaving the two strong men, "I'm not trying to rob you, the things still belong to you, but this place is different from before. All the antiquities here must be given to you before you take them away.

I'll check it over."

Lang Shiqi nodded and said gently: "Boss Luo is worried that the treasure you are looking for may be hidden in these things, so let's check it out."

Luo Bense waved his hand, and his men dispersed into a sparse queue, each occupying a direction. Some looked inward, some looked outward, and circled the stone chamber, looking alert.

Luo Bense first took the exquisite set of balls over, looked at it carefully several times, felt the weight, and found no abnormalities, then started to inspect it from the nearest stone platform.

Lang Qi stood still, holding the squirrel in his hand, but at some point, he stopped his habitual action of stroking the squirrel's fur, and followed the things Luo Bense had checked with his eyes.

There are fewer and fewer things on the stone platform that have not been checked, and the scope of hiding treasures seems to be shrinking.

Lang Shiqi's sense of existence seems to be getting thinner and thinner.

When one of his subordinates turned his head, the light on his head swept across Lang Shiqi's body, illuminating his sportswear and the lower half of his face. At first glance, he saw his existence, but at the second glance, he glanced over

, there is nothing left in place.

The subordinates were completely unaware and didn't feel anything unusual at all.

At this time, Luo Bense seemed to be aware of it. He looked back and saw Lang Qiqi still standing there, smiling slightly at him.

Luo Bense's eyes narrowed, his left thumb pressed against the sword grid, and the blade was quietly unsheathed for half an inch, and he continued to inspect the next stone platform with his right hand.

When the last item is inspected.

Those subordinates were still calm and on guard.

Luo Benzi was holding the scabbard of his left hand, but his knuckles were slightly white.

Lang Shiqi's sense of presence has decreased again, and his figure seems to be fading away, but his eyes seem to be caught in the last thing.

The sound of the unknown light blue liquid flowing slightly in the ditch became particularly clear to their ears at this time.

The last treasure is a piece of porcelain that is as elegant as the blue clouds in the sky after rain.

Luo Bense turned the porcelain over and poured it down. Nothing came out. After shaking it, there was no sound. Then he stepped forward to take a look. It was empty inside.

After sighing in disappointment, Luo Bense turned around and looked at Lang Qiqi for a few seconds.

The two of them looked away together.

This stone room not only has eight walls, but besides the passage they entered through before, the other seven walls also seem to have rotating stone doors carved with animal figures.

Luo Bense ordered all the stone doors to be pushed open.

Behind the stone door was not the storage room he imagined, but passages one after another.

However, this most special layout makes this place seem like the center of the entire underground palace.

"If you see the feng shui, you can turn back. We all arrived at the center and saw this stone tablet urging you to turn back. It's a bit strange."

Luo Bense stared at the stone tablet. As he talked, he approached there and took the initiative to say hello, "Brother, you are well-informed. Why don't we come and see if there is any mechanism on this stone tablet."

Lang Shiqi touched the little squirrel's fur and did not refuse.

The two of them walked to the stone tablet. Luo Bense was about to reach out to touch the stone tablet to test, when suddenly a warning signal rang in his heart.

He subconsciously thought it was Lang Shiqi who made the move, but when his hand had already touched the hilt of the ancient sword, he caught a glimpse of Lang Qi's retreating and evasive action.

The move that was supposed to be directed at Lang Shiqi was quickly changed, and the sword was moved behind him to block it.

Luo Bense's sword-drawing method was different, and his arm was as fast as a shadow, but his sword reached behind him, and a penetrating force hit the sword body.

Purple brilliance flickered and exploded behind him, causing his entire shadow to be projected forward in black. His wrist shook slightly, and the blade of the ancient sword was close to his back, cold and vibrating.

The sound of arrows colliding with ancient swords spread.

In the violent and clear sound, seven purple traces flew over from the dark passage like meteor showers in sequence.

At the moment when the lightning could not cover his ears, Luo Bense turned around and slashed continuously. A broad and thick ancient Qin sword that was not too long pierced the air and turned, splitting seven feather arrows in a row.
To be continued...