Yu ran don't make trouble, Ji Ye's voice came from the front, we have to find the way, I touched a wall. To respect Wang Taifei's mausoleum, Lu Guichen went up to grope for the stone wall and shouted in a low voice, "I know, I know where this is!"! What did you touch? Ji Ye and Yu Ran asked in unison. There is a word here. Duanjing is the posthumous title of the grandmother of the ruler of the country. She died in the sixth year of Emperor Ai. The ruler of Baili built a mausoleum for her personally, so she is called Wang Taifei. Mr. Lu talked about the layout of the ancestral mausoleum. Her tomb is located in the center of the underground palace, a little to the east. This is the side hall of Duanjing Wang Taifei's tomb. We are really in the ancestral mausoleum! Yu Ran snorted heavily, "Azul, your brain is broken!"! I don't care if this old woman is Tang Gong's grandmother or godmother, I'm going out now! We were tricked in by Youyin, and now there's no one, and there's no candle, and I'm not interested in seeing the old woman's grave! He's not going to bury us with an old woman, is he? Is he that close to Duanjing Wang Taifei? Himeno said. When you get to the side hall, you should be not far from the exit. If we go along this wall, we should find the Shinto. Go straight along the Shinto, and that's where we came in. Lu Guichen patiently explained to her. A big ban? Azul, what does the Great Ban mean? Himeno also groped. It means that non-relatives are not allowed to enter. Both of you are out of your minds! This girl is going to find Shinto and go out now, regardless of the big ban of a dead old woman. Yu ran became angry and lifted his foot and kicked it hard on the stone wall. The moment the light splashed out,white marble slabs, it was like a flood. The three men closed their eyes at the same time, only to hear a low sound in their ears, the faint smell of oil filled the air around them, Ji Ye blocked Yu Ran's body with a gun, and Lu Guichen held the blue shark tightly in his chest. Followed by silence, Lu Guichen felt a hand gently trembling to touch over, he backhand to hold,Silver Travertine Slabs, is a soft and petite palm, and he crossed hands. Yu Ran, don't be afraid. He spoke softly, trying to open his eyes. Everything in front of him made him take a deep breath. The stone wall in front of them was divided into two holes, and the light of the lamp was like a sword, illuminating their eyes and the magnificent building behind the stone wall. It was almost a square, paved with flat square bricks, extending hundreds of steps in all directions, opposite the magnificent hall. It is grand and quiet, and the style is exactly the same as the grand and luxurious Zichen Hall, but it is not decorated at all, only the thick Nanmu pillars and beams and the exquisite doors and windows show solemnity in the primary color of wood. A huge piece of cloth, tens of feet long and wide, hung on the front of the hall. It was lifted by the wind when the stone door was opened, and it shook like a wave. It should have been white, Granite Slab Supplier ,White Marble Slabs, but after many years, it was covered with the pale yellow of the years. It was covered with dark brown marks, which were distributed in disorder, and it was not clear what the pattern was. Yin Hall, Lu Guichen remembered what Master Lu had said, this is the Yin Hall of Baili's Mausoleum in the lower Tang Dynasty, which is dedicated to countless dead ancestors. The light source is the oil lamp in the middle of the square. Lu Guichen did not know how many years these lamps had been burning, quietly illuminating the hall of the dead. Each lamp has only a flame as big as a bean, but the one containing the lamp oil is a huge porcelain jar that two people can embrace. Hundreds of such porcelain jars are gathered together, and the sparks of light are bright enough to illuminate the eyes of the flower people. www xiaoshuotxt com [Chapter II Sword 19 (3)] (/t/xt | Xiao/Shuo Tian | Tang) Are these lights still burning? Ji Ye nodded, the book said, is a ten thousand years lamp, a jar of clear oil mixed with a liter of shark oil refined from the body of the shark, a wick, can be lit for thousands of years. Open your eyes. Lu Guichen looked back slightly and saw the familiar black pupils. Ji Ye's eyes were calm and alert, silently looking ahead, and then shook his head at Lu Guichen, his eyes flashing slightly behind him. Lu Guichen followed his gaze, shivered, and nodded. On the ground outside the stone gate, there were all kinds of corpses, maybe fifty, maybe a hundred, or even more, he didn't know. The dried blood splashed on the masonry floor, and there were red and black spots almost everywhere. The corpses were as shriveled as the ones they had met in the corridor. They had clearly been dead for a long time, but they were not rotten. They retained the tragic appearance of death. Most of the corpses were split open through the top door and cut off a little from the shoulder. Lu Guichen couldn't believe who had such a terrible knife skill that he could split a person into two pieces from the middle. He thought of the old man in another darkness, and of the knife he had wielded at the wolf king on the prairie. He had guessed the scene, and the dead man Himeno had stepped on, he had stepped on. He understood the reason why Himeno wanted to throw away the candle, so that he would not run away in panic, and Himeno wanted to walk in the front, because only in this way could he step on the body every time. Lu Guichen's heart was suddenly full of respect for this friend, and Ji Ye's firmness in the black pupil made him less afraid. He licked his lips nervously and nodded at Himeno. Yu ran, we go forward, Ji Ye's voice is low, he pushed Yu ran's shoulder, don't look back! What are you doing? Yu ran twisted unwillingly, and Ji Ye pressed her cheek with both hands to prevent her from turning her head. Go ahead. Azul, what's wrong with you? Yu ran caught a glimpse of Lu Guichen, who was looking behind him, shaking all over. Come on, let's go! Lu Guichen grasped the handle of the knife as if he wanted to break it. You When the three men did not speak, Yu Ran heard the voice coming from behind. It was as low as the wind from a rag bag, as low as the gasp of a tired man, and then she heard the sound of footsteps,White Marble Mosaic, but they were strangely heavy, like a man walking in iron shoes. She could feel that Himeno's hands were cold, and fear was like an overwhelming net covering her. She took a few steps into the light of those eternal lamps before she dared to turn back. She could not help exclaiming. forustone.com