Chapter 14 Someone actually broke the mechanism
Ye Lanzhou's reaction was not slow. After all, she had also experienced the ups and downs of life in the war-torn era. She looked over, but unfortunately it seemed that she was half a second too late. She saw that the arrow was about to pierce her cheek.
She closed her eyes subconsciously, but heard a "clang" sound.
The arrow seemed to be hit by something. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the arrow fell to the ground. She looked at Zhang Qiyue beside her in shock. He was standing three feet away from her. How could this happen?
She looked down and saw the reason. Zhang Qiyue was holding a thin whip in his hand. The handle was inlaid with gold wire. The whip was so thin that it was almost invisible.
The golden whip was wrapped around his wrist. No wonder she couldn't see that he was carrying any weapon. No wonder Xie Chengyan said that nothing would happen with him around.
Zhang Qiyue seemed to have become a different person at this moment. He used to always pull her aside to talk about useless things, but now he shut his mouth and stared silently at the changes in the royal tomb. His bright eyes were alert, like a small beast ready to attack at any time.
Ye Lanzhou came up with a plan. Since this kid was a good fighter, why not use him? Thinking of this, she hid beside Zhang Qiyue and said, "Little brother, protect me."
Zhang Qiyue let Ye Lanzhou hide beside him and asked in a low voice, "Who are these people?"
Who knew who they were? This was her first time at the royal mausoleum, so how could she have known there was an ambush?
She said, "Emperor Dayin, are there any tomb keepers?"
Zhang Qiyue: “I haven’t heard of it.”
How could this be possible when there had never been a rule? Ye Lanzhou himself didn't believe it after he said it, let alone Zhang Qiyue, who had worked under He Qiumao for so many years.
Ye Lanzhou looked up and saw a figure standing on top of the mausoleum. He wore a veiled hat and white clothes. His face was invisible, but the thin gauze of the hat shone through, giving her a sense of invisible oppression. The figure seemed to be looking at Ye Lanzhou as well, then turned and left her sight.
That man sent chills down her spine. Although he said nothing and didn't even show his face, she had a hunch that he was the mastermind behind all these schemes. She tugged at Zhang Qiyue's sleeve and whispered, "It's not a good place in there. We need to get out first."
Zhang Qiyue nodded, "I think so too."
The two men did not dare to act rashly in the royal tomb, and they were careless when they came in. The tomb had been sealed for decades. Who would have thought that there was someone hiding inside?
Ye Lanzhou took a step forward, closer to the gate of the royal mausoleum, but unexpectedly, this kick triggered a mechanism, and more arrows flew towards the two of them.
Fortunately, Zhang Qiyue reacted quickly and knocked away the flying arrow in time, so the two were unharmed.
Zhang Qiyue was about to speak and tell Ye Lanzhou not to move rashly. These children of high-ranking officials were all so unaware of the dangers of the outside world. If he had not been there, Ye Lanzhou would have been pierced by the arrows long ago.
But Ye Lanzhou picked up a stone at his feet and threw it hard at the wall. The stone wall was hit by the stone and a piece of gravel rolled down. The exposed part was the iron pipe from which the arrow flew out.
It turned out that she took advantage of the moment when the arrow flew down to see the layout of the mechanism here clearly.
She threw stones around again, and five iron pipes were exposed in the mausoleum, some of which were even knocked off course by her.
The arrows just now came from the dark and were difficult to dodge, but this time it is much easier.
Although no more arrows were flying at her, she knew that every step she took was a trap. The surrounding walls exuded a chilling aura of stone. At this moment, a voice even more sinister than the walls rang out: "Someone actually broke the trap?"
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