fifth form

Chapter 1636 A lot of grass

“This is the first time I’ve seen an excavator used to open an imperial mausoleum!”

After playing too many tricks to sneak into the mausoleum, Zhang Xuezhou still has some tools that are not suitable for modern society.

Amidst the clanging sound of chiseling, a large piece of blue brick was pulled open, revealing the periphery of Emperor Luo Ke's mausoleum.

Qin Wuxuan turned on a blower, and amid the noisy wind, billowing wind waves sprayed in from the entrance.

"There should be no poisonous gas at this entrance. Everyone can enter with confidence." Qin Wuxuan said: "Open the door of the tomb chamber later and ventilate the air again. We also put on gas masks. Wenhan, please take a look to see if there is anything fishy, ​​lest we Got it!"

When many sequence committee members entered the peripheral area of ​​​​the mausoleum in full force, Zhang Xuezhou quickly adjusted the camera.

If something fishy could be found on Luo Ke's body, there wouldn't be much of a problem in forcibly removing the emperor's mausoleum.

What many committee members are most afraid of is making wrong guesses, which will lead to being criticized verbally and in writing, thus inducing opposition within the Red Alliance.

When he entered the Mausoleum of Emperor Luo Ke full of vigilance, Zhang Xuezhou even gave the committee members a close-up of their expressions.

"Follow me!"

Zhou Zhouhui hit the front, and Zhou Yueyan swept the rear. She patted Zhang Xuezhou on the shoulder, signaling Zhang Xuezhou to be careful.

Except for two people, Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin, who stayed in the cockpit and did not come out, everyone in their group who was supposed to go in got in.

"There's a big secret in there!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved at Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin. The two men pretended not to hear with their nostrils raised in the sky, and they drove excavators and bulldozers to do some fake busy things.

When everyone jumped down and the passage was brightly lit, Zuo Quan looked at Zuo Jin with some reluctance.

"Are we really just lying outside?" Zuo Quan asked.

"What else can we do?" Zuo Jin said, "What good can we do if we go in and join in the fun?"

"What if there are benefits?" Zuo Quan said.

"It's good for you to reach the fourth sequence or something," Zuo Jin said: "Even if they find some treasure, they will definitely take it out, and we will be indispensable by then!"

"What if there are some treasures that cannot be taken out?"

"What treasure can't be taken out? I've never seen a burial object in the world that can benefit from not taking it out!"

Zuo Jin said a few words, which made Zuo Quan feel very reasonable.

Although they used to fight to the death, now they have to rely on their sons to compete to determine the outcome. The two of them have lost some intrigues and can still advance and retreat together in the general direction.

The two of them lingered without entering the tomb. From time to time they looked at the task force stationed in the outer area and sat outside to kill time.

When the "bang" sound came from the mausoleum, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little gloating about their misfortune.

"Grass!"

A faint voice came, and Zuo Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"You heard that many of them were cursing," Zuo Jin said proudly, "I guessed it right, they suffered a big loss!"

"Why do I feel that the words they say don't sound like curse words?"

Zuo Quan stood up in the cockpit and looked down at the entrance of the forcibly dug tunnel. He felt that there seemed to be a touch of purple under the afterglow of the light.

He felt a little itchy in his heart, but he was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he didn't dare to follow it for a while.

"This light is purple, it must have been exposed to some purple poisonous gas." Zuo Jin also looked at it and said: "What if they all die, are we the highest level of the Sequence Committee?"

"You're crazy. If the committee only has two Sequence 3s like us, let alone other people listening to our orders, it won't be safe for us to walk," Zuo Quandao said.

"That too!"

Zuo Jin responded bitterly and gave up the wild fantasies in his mind.

"Hey, are you still safe? Are you poisoned? Do you want me to call a special task force to come to the rescue?"

He took a loudspeaker and shouted twice into the tunnel. It wasn't until someone responded from afar that Zuo Jin put down the loudspeaker and looked at Zuo Quan bitterly.

"They said that the imperial mausoleum is full of unknown poisonous weeds. Let's not let people wander in," Zuo Jin said. "A poisonous weed has grown?"

"The tombs of these emperors after their death are filled with poisonous smoke, poisonous water, and poisonous water. It's not surprising that some poisonous weeds grow out!"

"I haven't seen any poisonous weeds growing in poisonous water!"

The Zuo brothers looked at each other and realized that their knowledge of plant genes was starting to fall behind them.

"It seems to be a rare plant species?"

"It is very special and it is possible to create a batch of new genetic plants!"

"You will definitely be scolded if you take any funeral objects in the imperial mausoleum. If you are found out in the future, you will be in trouble. But pulling weeds is not illegal, so you should be fine!"

"They must be dividing this new plant!"

The two discussed a few words with each other, looked at each other, and then quickly put on protective clothing and gas masks.

Zuo Quan stretched out his hand and pushed the cockpit, and jumped into the dug tunnel. Zuo Jin followed closely behind him.

Quickly move forward along the tunnel, walk twenty meters and enter the main entrance of the mausoleum.

The iron door painted vermilion has been pushed open, revealing the internal structure of the tomb.

Every generation of emperors likes to live in palaces and big houses. The specifications after their death are also built in the same way as underground palaces, but they are much smaller than normal palaces.

If the tomb passage outside them is regarded as a square, entering the big iron gate will lead to the main body of the palace.

“So much grass!”

Zuo Jin had just stepped into the gate and saw patches of purple grass growing in the gaps between the palace floor tiles.

These grasses are like gladiolus, but the branches and leaves are translucent purple, and they also shine with a faint brilliance like night light, making the palace full of purple shadows.

Dead bones are scattered throughout the purple grass, giving the grass an ominous color.

Zuo Jin looked ahead and saw that many people had already stepped through the purple grass area and entered the main hall, where Emperor Luo Ke's wealth and imperial coffin were stored.

This made him and Zuo Quan speed up a few minutes.

"They don't like this place. There must be more and better grass there," Zuo Jin said.

"That is required!"

The two of them moved forward tacitly, but only for a short moment, Zuo Quan and Zuo Jin's expressions changed.

Within five seconds of stepping into the purple grass area, the two of them felt their soles tighten, making walking more difficult.

When he lowered his head, Zuo Quan saw that the seemingly harmless comfrey had silently entangled themselves under their feet, quickly gathering and crawling on them like ants.

"This grass can haunt people!"

Zuo Quan was just about to take out the gun he wore on his waist and shoot at the grass, but then he thought again and quickly took out the knife he was equipped with.

Before he could pull the knife out, Zuo Quan felt a pain in his calf, as the purple grass dug directly into their protective clothing.

"This grass can still sting people," Zuo Jin shouted, "I feel like this grass wants to draw our blood and eat our flesh!"

"This is bad news. The good news is that they don't eat bones. If they die here, at least they can leave a shelf for their ashes!"

Zuo Quan frowned and slashed with his sword, cutting off the long purple grass entwining his legs and feet.

When he pulled out the grass that had dug into his calf, he saw that there was still a little blood on the tip of the grass.

The blades of grass seemed to still have some animal-like body reactions. When Zuo Quan pinched the blades, he felt that the blades were still trying to prick his body.

He didn't dare to put this kind of grass in his pocket to make a specimen. After casually throwing the grass on the ground, Zuo Quan inevitably slashed forward with his knife.

But after just a few seconds, his expression changed drastically.

Behind him, the cut purple grass seemed to have a strange vitality. After falling to the ground, it bounced on the leaves and stems, and then recovered again.

Zuo Quan couldn't help but feel a little more frightened as he saw more and more long purple grass gathering around him, almost filling the sky with no possibility of escaping or reuniting.