It seemed that something had stabbed his finger.

Niu Zhuang's hands began to grope on the wall. This wall seemed to be different from other walls. It felt soft to the touch. There must be a hidden secret behind it. Niu Zhuang picked up the iron tool he carried and began to violently destroy it.

Although I also know the rules of this industry, for things like tomb robbery, it is the rule to keep the things of the ancestors.

Dead people should also believe that there are not only simple people in this world, and they have more or less superstitious thoughts about ghosts and gods in this business, which cannot be stopped.

Digging ancestral graves is not a glorious thing.

It is said that people who rob more graves will lose their lifespan. The owner of the tomb will report to the underworld that he will not live in peace after death. The king of Hades will reduce the lifespan of the tomb robbers. More and more people will eventually die young. , When they arrive in the underworld, they will suffer from eighteen levels of hell.

Although this is just a joke, there is some truth to it.

At least it has stopped many people who once wanted to go through the tomb robbery, but were afraid of being punished by the gods, and had a wicked heart but no guts.

In addition, there are indeed very few people who rob the tomb can have a good end, so it seems that people are even more silent about this aspect.

"Amitabha, Amitabha," Niu Zhuang muttered silently while digging the soil on the wall vigorously, "don't blame me, I just came to see what's inside, I didn't mean to offend, I didn't mean to offend... ..."

The cutting work is done with care.

Niu Zhuang's movements are slow but full of strength, but gentle and delicate in his roughness. Although it seems to break the ground, every groove goes down, and the position of the soil and the depth of the excavation are just right, so that the original soil will not be damaged. half of the pattern.

It takes patience and some manual skill.

It is precisely these two aspects that Niu Zhuang lacks most.

Half of the clay pattern was dismantled, and as expected, it was exactly the appearance of the totem on the back of the mechanism map. When zoomed in, it seemed that it was not a phoenix, but a peacock.

It seems that only people in southern Yunnan had a lot of peacocks back then, and they had relatively more beliefs about this animal. Could this person have a close relationship with people in southern Yunnan? If so, why did they have to be transported all the way here?

How can ordinary people care so much about these things, this person must not be idle!

curiosity kills the cat.

This curiosity that is not afraid of death makes Niu Zhuang's hands faster and faster, and soon the picture of the divine bird has appeared in front of his eyes!

It is exactly the same as the one drawn on the totem, and even more lifelike than the one on the kraft paper. Now it seems that it must be a peacock, but the only difference from the atlas is the abnormality in that eye.

The kraft paper on the drawing looks blank, but the eyes of this embossed totem protrude.

You don't need to think about it, this is exactly where the mechanism is.

It’s just that such a complicated and hidden mechanism, how could other people know about it? It’s possible that the eye was originally flush with the wall, and it was impossible for outsiders to touch it. Only those who knew it would go back and press it with something.

It seems that I really hit it by mistake, I didn't expect that I just couldn't wait to destroy this place, but found the password to pass through the mechanism.

Press hard, and when the eyes were really pressed, Niu Zhuang's hand still couldn't help shaking.

I only heard, click——

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