Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary warriors would be in trouble if they came in.
"Well, it seems that the person who arranged this mausoleum for Emperor Meng at the beginning should not have a high level of cultivation. He was at the foundation-building stage at most. Moreover, as time went by, a lot of energy was lost." Qin Muyan felt that Yang Lan'er and he often had similar ideas. Perhaps this was tacit understanding.
"Why would a cultivator be controlled by the emperor of the mortal world? It seems like there must be some kind of transaction." Qin Muyan expressed his doubts.
"It should be. The era of Emperor Meng is quite long ago from now, but for cultivators, hundreds or thousands of years are not that long. Even if the cultivation world at that time was better than it is now, it is estimated that it would not be much stronger. It is already very good to have a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining to trade with." Yang Lan'er sighed. I just don't know what the emperor has paid for it? People are dead, so why do you care so much about what happens after death? Could it be that you really want yourself or your dynasty to last for thousands of years? The traps along the way did not pose a threat, but they were cumbersome. Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er naturally walked cautiously for two hours before reaching the end.
There was a dirt wall at the end and no other way to go.
Yang Lan'er and Qin Muyan separated and explored, scanning with their spiritual senses to see if there were any mechanisms.
Suddenly, she bumped into a piece of moving soil. Yang Lan'er twisted her body alertly. Seeing a door suddenly opened in front of her, she reflexively hid aside.
After seeing the many mechanisms and traps in this tomb, one cannot help but be careful.
Sure enough, just as Yang Lan'er dodged, a lot of crossbow arrows shot out from the door. Not to mention the dense number, the power was so strong that it made people's hair numb. Some of the arrows only hit the opposite wall and disappeared completely, leaving only some small holes.
"Lanlan? How are you?" Qin Muyan on the other side was startled and hurried over.
"It's okay. Fortunately, I dodged quickly." Yang Lan'er patted her chest and said with lingering fear: "It looks like a siege crossbow!"
Qin Muyan looked at the small hole left behind and said, "Indeed, the Mongolian emperor used these siege crossbows to conquer half of Asia. They are indeed powerful."
The two of them looked inside the door and after finding that there was no danger, they stepped in.
Inside is a miniature of the Mongol court, with a throne symbol and some other hall items. It feels like it can be used directly for court sessions.
There were countless boxes neatly stacked under the throne, some of which were open, revealing boxes full of gold, silver and jewelry.
Some jewels and jades were just thrown on the ground, piled up into a mountain, which was simply blinding to the eyes of passers-by.
Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er were not very interested in these jewels. They just stood at the door and sighed: "He is worthy of being the emperor who conquered most of Asia. The more he fights, the richer he becomes!"
Qin Muyan chuckled and rubbed his head against the ground: "These are all burial objects. This shows how wealthy the dynasty was at that time. However, we should not be the first group to come."
Qin Muyan has never been short of money. If the Qin family stomps their feet, the world economy can be shaken.
There are many treasures left by ancestors in Yang Lan'er's space, which are no less than these burial objects, but are more rare and valuable. However, she can't take them out to use. She looks at them every day and has gotten used to it, so she is naturally not bothered.
"Hmm? Why do you say that?" Yang Lan'er looked at the ground where Qin Muyan had rubbed against and felt that there was nothing strange about it.
"This place has been stained with blood in the past two days, and the color has not faded yet. There are signs of human intervention." Qin Muyan's eyes were sharp! "Human intervention?" Yang Lan'er was surprised.
"Yes, if it wasn't that people in the same team were killing each other, then there would be other people in this tomb... " Qin Muyan curled his lips, finding this interesting.
"There are others?" Yang Lan'er was embarrassed: "People from eight hundred years ago? Monks?"
Which monk would be so stupid as to keep vigil for Emperor Meng until now? If it really existed, how could the energy of those organs be lost? "Well, I don't know. This tomb of Emperor Meng is really surprising." Qin Muyan touched his chin. "Also, those boxes should have been opened by the visitors. The original burial objects would definitely not be so messy and sloppy."
"Forget it, never mind. Judging from the situation, some of the people who came in should have been tricked, but no treasure was taken away." Yang Lan'er turned around and said, "Let's go check somewhere else. There should be more than just this stone hall. I wonder where the archaeological team is?"
Because spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate walls, the two of them did not know how big the tomb was.
The passage they had just entered was always sloped downwards, so it seemed that they had already gone deep underground.
"Hmm..." Qin Muyan just turned around and was about to say something when he heard a very obvious crisp sound coming from the night sky, which immediately startled the two of them.
A sense of crisis suddenly came over him, and Qin Muyan immediately grabbed Yang Lan'er's hand, ready to jump away from the spot, but his feet suddenly felt empty, and they both lost weight and fell to the ground.
Yang Lan'er was confused by this. Wasn't this the burial place of the Emperor Meng? Did they set up so many mechanisms just because they knew that people would dig up the tomb later?
The fall happened so suddenly that neither of them had time to prepare and they landed on the ground. It was obvious that the pit was not too deep.
After landing, Yang Lan'er felt that her lower body was quite soft and she was not hurt at all. She touched it and looked down. She immediately met Qin Muyan's charming eyes.
Although it was pitch black around them, it did not affect their vision.
"Hehe, are you okay?" Yang Lan'er climbed up embarrassedly. It seemed that Qin Muyan took the blame for her, no wonder she was unharmed.
"It's just a small height, it's nothing." Qin Muyan said softly.
"Lan'er? Is that you, Lan'er? I really want to hear your voice." Before the two of them could get too much involved, a voice interrupted them. However, the person who spoke was obviously unable to see, so he was very confused.
"Mo Mo?" Yang Lan'er looked towards the direction where the voice came from with surprise, and immediately found Yin Zimo, and many other people.
Seeing that this place was quite large, Yang Lan'er approached Yin Zimo carefully. Seeing her stretching out her hand like a blind person, she remembered that Yin Zimo did not have the ability of night vision.
Holding Yin Zimo's hand, Yang Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily I found you. You really came to this corner to complete a mission."
Qin Muyan looked around and saw that no one could see, so he took out two travel bags from the space and handed one to Yang Lan'er.
Yang Lan'er understood, took it silently, opened it, took out a bottle of water and a piece of bread and put them in Yin Zimo's hand: "It seems that you have been hungry for a long time, so I'll give you some water and food, fill your stomach quickly."
This is the extra chapter for the monthly ticket of 240, hehe...