Chapter 433 Yu'er's father has worked really hard these years
At midnight, Panlong Valley is dim, vast and quiet.
The entire imperial mausoleum is sunken deep in the valley, hidden by the shadows of mountains and trees, giving it an eerie and creepy feeling under the mid-autumn moonlight.
Several figures were quietly lurking on the hillside to the left of the imperial mausoleum. After observing the situation below, they made a gesture and quietly sneaked into the imperial mausoleum.
Everything happened silently and the tomb keepers were unaware.
After bypassing the outer gate mechanism of the imperial mausoleum and entering the mausoleum, Du Buqin lit a fire stick and praised Wang Bai again and again, "Wang Bai, this time grandpa wants to praise you very much. You dig holes faster than grandpa Du steals things! Next time grandpa will take you to the imperial palace treasury to play!"
"It's fine if you're unreliable yourself, but don't lead Wang Bai astray. He's so old and still jumping around all the time." Bai Xiaofeng looked at the burning flames and quickly peered around. "The tinderbox is burning, which means the air in the mausoleum is flowing freely. However, the royal families of various countries often worship their ancestors around Qingming and Double Ninth Festival. Only then are the mausoleum gates opened, allowing the air to circulate freely. It's been a long time since Qingming Festival, and Double Ninth Festival hasn't arrived yet..."
Bai Yu interjected, "In other words, the mausoleum has other ventilation vents. Either they were left behind when the mausoleum was built, or someone secretly carved them out later for ulterior motives."
The imperial mausoleums enshrine the ancestors of the royal family from all dynasties. In order to better protect the remains and coffins of the ancestors inside, the royal families of various countries absolutely do not allow any air vents to be left in the mausoleums.
Everyone looked at each other and got the answer.
Someone had indeed secretly chiseled the air vent.
The old man immediately blew out the fire, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.
"The light from the fire is too eye-catching. If there's anyone in the mausoleum, it'll easily expose our tracks. The old man won't light the lamp, so just open your eyes wide and bear with it, ok."
Everyone, “…”
That's absolutely true.
But they had only had time to take a quick look around in the firelight, and now they were completely in the dark and had to rely on their feelings.
The darkness inside the tomb is different from the darkness outside.
No matter how dark it is outside, there is still a glimmer of light, and people who practice martial arts can barely see things with their sharp eyesight.
The tomb was sealed and completely lightless. The old man's sudden move made Bai Xiaofeng so angry that he couldn't keep his composure and wanted to grab the old man and beat him up.
"Wang Bai, Wang Bai, where are you? Come here and carry Grandpa Du on your back. Oh my god, it's so fucking dark, I can't see a thing, tut!"
"Immune to poison!"
"Why are you shouting? Grandpa is old!"
Bai Xiaofeng's anger was rising from his head. When he was about to lose control, his vision suddenly became bright and dark.
The light came from Tianbao's hand.
A night-shining pearl as big as a duck egg, wrapped in several layers of gauze, emitted a very faint light. It was not eye-catching in the tomb, but it was enough for them to see normally.
The three Su brothers gave a thumbs-up and said, "This thing is practical!"
Tianbao walked forward with Bing'er, "It's a gift Bai Yu received."
"It's a gift from the Queen, I can't refuse such kindness," Bai Yu said, pretending to bow to the three brothers and following Tian Bao without slowing down. "It's not worth mentioning, hahaha."
The three brothers were filled with jealousy and chased after him, stepping on his heels.
The poison does not harm people, and they are most relaxed when they are looking at the white back.
Bai Xiaofeng was the last one to fall and was responsible for cutting off the tail.
The group appeared near the gate of the mausoleum.
With the dim light of the night pearl, the surrounding scene once again emerged vividly.
There is a main road leading to the tomb. Along the road to the first fork, there are more and more small paths.
There is a tomb chamber at the end of each path, and the coffins inside the chamber contain the remains of royal ancestors of Xiling from unknown dynasties.
There are countless burial objects, and in many tombs you can even see traces of living people being buried alive.
However, no clues of how the Iron Man was made were found.
"Maybe we guessed wrong?" Su Wu asked quietly, scratching his head.
Little Wheat Ear made a shushing gesture at him and said in a low voice, "Fool, don't jump to conclusions so quickly. The imperial mausoleum is so huge, and we haven't even finished walking through it yet!"
After walking onto the main path leading to the tomb, everyone stopped talking loudly, so as not to be noticed by the people hiding deep inside and alert them.
Bai Xiaofeng frowned. "The Imperial Mausoleum is indeed enormous, with numerous chambers of varying sizes. This also makes it easier to hide. And every time Wen Renjing comes to Xiling, he never leaves the Imperial City. I'm certain the Iron Man's production site must be somewhere near the Imperial City. We've already searched all other suspicious locations, leaving only the Imperial Palace and the Imperial Mausoleum."
"People who spend a lot of time inside tombs need to breathe a lot of air. There must be air vents around the processing site." Tian Bao suddenly said, "We were looking in the wrong direction at first. We shouldn't search tombs one by one. We should be looking for air vents."
The others looked at each other in bewilderment. "Air vent? That's even harder to find. The entire tomb is so huge. If we want to find the air vent, we'll have to search along the walls!"
"Who said we have to search against the wall? I have a way." Bai Yu raised his eyebrows and approached Bai Xiaofeng with a smile, "Godfather, take out your handkerchief. Don't be angry, I know you have it."
Bai Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, "..."
Everyone, "..." If this wasn't in a cemetery, they would have laughed themselves to the ground.
A grown man actually uses a silk handkerchief!
Bai Xiaofeng took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom with a sour face and slammed it into Bai Yu's hand.
The next moment, the brat quickly tore the handkerchief into small strips and stuffed one into each person's hand. "Next, split up and test the various paths with the handkerchiefs. If the handkerchiefs sway or flutter while you're standing still, there must be air circulation in that direction!"
The next moment, several thumbs up appeared in front of Bai Yu.
There are so many large and small night pearls that can be used for lighting in Tianbao's space that they fill up the wooden box. It is no problem for everyone to have one.
Next comes the testing of the various trails.
At the same time, in the Xiling Palace, the Queen received news in the middle of the night and felt an immense headache.
Nanny Jin lit the lanterns in the bedroom, feeling extremely anxious. She was also afraid that the Empress would be angry, so she had to soothe her. "Your Majesty, perhaps the Crown Prince and his men really have something important to investigate. As long as they don't cause any big commotion, should we just turn a blind eye?"
The empress put on her robe and stood up, her temper completely gone. "I'm afraid things won't go as planned. When have they ever made a small noise? Nanny Jin, have someone take my token and rush to the imperial mausoleum immediately. Instruct the guards to keep it a secret! No matter what happens in the mausoleum, report it to me only and don't let any of the court officials hear about it!"
"Yes, I'll do it right away! Your Majesty, it's only the third watch now, you can rest for a while, and you must trust the prince, he knows how to act."
Nanny Jin didn't dare to delay. After getting the token, she hurriedly appointed people to do the work.
The Queen sat beside the bed, looking at the hazy lantern on the carved round table, and raised her hand to support her forehead.
Yu'er is capable of making trouble, and she knows it won't happen overnight.
It's just that she wasn't the one who was responsible at that time, and she was still in the mood to gloat.
This time it was my turn, and I couldn't laugh at all.
The royal mausoleum! They just drilled it!
If the court officials knew about it, what difference would it make?
Yu'er's father has worked so hard over the years.
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